I'm hesitant to share this publicly as this has really just been therapeutic for me to type all of this out. But I'm praying that perhaps my words may be a blessing or encouragement to someone else reading. Today is a day that has been looming for months. Back in September of last year, I found out that I was pregnant with our second little Tabor Tot. It played out just like it did when we found out we were pregnant with Kendall. I took a pregnancy test, saw the positive results, and immediately ran into Ryan's office at our house to tell him the good news. And even though I told myself to contain the excitement (just like I did when we found out about Kendall), I logged onto Baby Center within hours of getting the good news to find out when my first doctor's appointment would be, when we would find out the gender, and what my due date would be. I registered to start getting the weekly emails of how big the little bean was and what I could expect each week. Even thoug...